Chapter 104: The 20th Anniversary of the Massacre

It is also a yellowed white paper, which is kept flat and intact, not to mention missing edges and corners, and not even a single wrinkle.

The same four sentences were written on the paper, "This disaster was originally caused by the disaster, and I escaped to a foreign country with a glimmer of hope. After thirty-three years of poverty, I returned home, and old friends asked me in front of the old house."

Holding this piece of paper, Wang Laoshuan knelt in the courtyard of the Yong family mansion, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself.

He is not the only one kneeling here.

There were people kneeling beside him, mostly in their forties, dressed in different styles and temperaments. The only thing they had in common was that they all had tears streaming down their faces, and they all held an old piece of white paper with the same four sentences written on it in their hands.

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The people standing at the edge of the courtyard were all young people. They were running down for a long time. Their expressions were solemn, but not sad. It was probably because they were too young and had basically no feelings for the Yong family.

There were about fifty or sixty people, filling the spacious courtyard to the brim.

The door of the main room is wide open, revealing the living room. A row of old black and white photos have been hung on the wall in the center of the living room. The two people standing side by side in the middle are Yong Hansheng and Taoist Songyan. The photos on both sides include men and women, of different ages.

Big and small, they are just like a big family.

After Wang Laoshuan cried for a while, he shouted, "Master, why did you lie to us!" Apart from these words, he couldn't say anything else.

He shouted so loudly that if the sound was transmitted directly, the whole village could hear it. Fortunately, although these old guys were so anxious that they forgot about everything, they still brought a group of young disciples to cover up the harm.

Spells.

Wang Laoshuan was crying endlessly. Someone suddenly stood up from the kneeling crowd behind him. He wiped away the tears on his face and said angrily: "Elder brother, stop crying. Just crying like this is useless."

Use! The top priority is to figure out the cause of the matter first! Second Senior Brother, you always have many ideas, come up with a charter for everyone, don’t fucking cry. The master has been a hero all his life, but when he sees us disciples, we look like women

How can we be happy if we cry? He asked us to come back in thirty-three years, just to let us mourn for him here? Help all your masters up!" This man looked like he was in his early fifties, wearing a suit and a

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and speaking with a bossy attitude, he is obviously the kind of person who gives orders all year round.

Hearing these words, the young people standing at the edge of the courtyard hesitated for a moment, and then they all stepped forward, persuading each other and helping the masters who were crying profusely.

The two disciples supporting Wang Laoshuan were also dressed as farmers, with rustic and honest faces. They looked like they had never seen the world, and they were not very good at persuading people. They kept talking over and over again.

, "Master, don't be too sad."

Although Wang Laoshuan stood up, he was still crying.

The man just now frowned, strode up to Wang Laoshuan, and shouted: "Senior Brother, stop crying! What I hated most when I was alive was that you cried when something happened. You are worse than a woman."

This was already a bit too much. Six or seven people had gathered around Wang Laoshuan. They were all young and angry. When they heard that the master was so insulted, their faces showed anger. One of them said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Talking!"

The man scolded: "When the elders are talking, you don't have the right to interrupt! You just step aside and you don't even know the superiority of the elders!"

Several of Wang Laoshuan's disciples were furious. They rolled up their arms and sleeves and were about to step forward to start a fight.

Naturally, the young disciples behind that man would not let their master suffer, and they also rushed forward.

Wang Laoshuan wiped his eyes and said to his disciples: "This is the master's business. You don't need to worry about it. Just stay calm!"

The man also turned around and shouted: "What are you doing here? Do you want to fight? Go away. How many times have I told you that compatriots in the door must be friendly and respectful? These are your own senior brothers!"

The two groups of young people had no choice but to retreat to the side, but they were still very angry and looked at each other with sideways eyebrows.

Wang Laoshuan then said to the man: "Junior brother He, we have been together for so many years. You know what kind of person I am, and everyone knows what kind of person I am. If it weren't for my age and the longest time with the master, how could I be capable of doing this?

Senior brother? Now that everyone is back, and this kind of thing happens again, I can't come up with any ideas. How about... Junior Brother Liu, you come to take charge of the overall situation. If you want me to do anything, just give me orders!" Eyes

He turned to an old man wearing a Taoist robe next to him.

This old man is dry and thin, with silver hair and a goatee. He looks like a fairy. Behind him are two middle-aged Taoist priests, each holding a long bag in his hand, both black.

It was wrapped tightly in cloth, and I don't know what it contained.

Hearing what Wang Laoshuan said, Junior Brother He was the first to say: "Senior Brother, what you said makes sense. Second Senior Brother, just make up your mind."

Everyone else responded: "Yes, Second Senior Brother, it's you who make the decision. It was like this before. You made the decision, Senior Brother made the decision, and we all act together!"

The goatee-bearded Taoist priest did not refuse and said: "In that case, I won't be polite. Everyone, please sit down!" Then he bowed to Wang Laoshuan and said: "Elder brother, please take a seat!" This was the proper etiquette.

It cannot be lost.

Wang Laoshuan nodded, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to the main door. Everyone, regardless of how sleek and slippery their clothes were, sat down on the ground and formed a circle in the yard.

The goatee-bearded Taoist priest sat on the left side of Wang Laoshuan. Seeing that everyone was seated, he said: "There are several things that need to be done now. The first is to find out what happened back then and who caused the harm.

The master's family is dead! The second is to find the master's descendants as soon as possible, and we can't let him be left alone. We can't be filial to the master, but we must also take good care of his descendants! The third is to choose a leader as soon as possible.

The truth is that a snake cannot survive without a head. Over the years, we have branched out and each has his or her own business. Now that we are returning to Taiping Road, we must have someone to lead us! It would be best if we could bring back the Second Master Uncle." After finishing speaking, he looked at it.

With Wang Laoshuan.

Wang Laoshuan thought for a moment and then said: "Junior Brother Yu will be responsible for investigating the murder that year. Junior Brother Yu has been in the Mage Association these years, unlike us who are automatically isolated from the magic world!"

One of them stood up and said: "This matter is easy to handle. I will contact my friends in the meeting tomorrow to check the old records of the first year of reform. There must be records of such a big thing." This man was short in stature and had a sinister face, but when he talked about it,

The words were spoken softly.

Wang Laoshuan added: "I have already met the master's grandson. He is a pretty good young man named Yong Bowen..."

Junior Brother Yu's expression changed and he said: "I have heard of the name Yong Bowen. Recently, a young Great Heavenly Master has emerged in the Mage Association. He is already the highest-ranking member of the Purple Emblem in his twenties.

.However...the sect he signed up for is the Northern Sect of Heavenly Masters..."
Chapter completed!